Strings of Fate

Chapter 222

Strings of Fate

Bellamy 1- Scents and stalking

My sister is getting married. She told me over an hour ago, hugging me and bouncing around in excitement. I did my best to appear supportive but I really didn’t see this coming. Marriage? I don’t have a problem with my sister getting married in theory but I always thought I would at least like the guy. I imagined that we could get drinks sometime or at least have a conversation more than hello and goodbye. But no. I know this is her choice, but Tristain is so… dull. He’s like a fake person. I never imagined them getting married because I assumed she would get bored of him and end it. But maybe he’s different around her? Ugh I need a drink. Megan went up to bed, something about needing plenty of beauty sleep to start

this whole wedding is going to

planning her big engagement party. Why do I get the feelin

be a complete nightmare for me? Actually, a drink is not going to cut it. I need to run. I exit. my study and head for the front door. I don’t bother with shoes, I’ll shift as soon as I’m outside. I’m reaching for the door handle when something makes me pause. What is that scent? It’s subtle, but whatever it is, it smells AMAZING. A quick look around tells me that the smell is coming from Megan’s handbag. Did she get a new perfume or something? I could

ask her tomorrow but… I don’t think I’ll be able to get it out of my mind. I could just check, I

know it’s a jerk move to go through a woman’s bag, but I’m sure she would forgive me.

Probably.

Luckily, the source of the smell is right at the top of the bag. A folded scrap of paper. Huh, why would that smell so good? Maybe it’s a sample of something? Although I usually dislike perfumes, they’re too strong and

and after a moment’s hesitation, unfold it.

man for you and while it may be

truly sorry.

R.G.”

her I would guess from the scent of the note. The scent is appealing,

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sure, but I’m pretty sure the person isn’t a Shifter. I examine the note for the tenth time, hoping some

wants to be contacted? I arrive at an apartment building. It’s not big by anyone’s standards. and it is clearly old, but it looks well cared for. No peeling paint or graffiti. There is no lift and I follow the scent up the stairs until I stop at a door.

a few moments later and I am bombarded with the woman’s scent. I cross my arms over my ch*st to resist the strange impulse to grab the woman and pull her close so I can confirm that scent really is coming from her. The woman is average height, so short by Shifter standards and has long, dark hair hanging messily down her back. She is wearing pyjamas with

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you can barely see the iris. Odd, but not unappealing. I am immediately attracted to this woman and I have no idea what to do about it. She’s not a Shifter so she probably doesn’t even know who I am. She smells human. Oh shit, how long have I been standing here staring at her? Actually, I’m not the only one staring. The woman is staring at me with wide eyes. You would think she was staring at some strange zoo animal, not an actual person. Great, she’s probably one of those humans who hates Shifters and considers us lesser because we occasionally have fur. Well there goes that attraction. Mostly at least. I mean she still smells amazing. I just need to remind myself that she isn’t a nice person. I will just be Megan’s brother looking for information.

Good, I shouldn’t be the

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